


The Thing About Dingles

by bitsnbobs



Category: Emmerdale
Genre: Bit of humour, Dingle family drama, Gen, M/M, bit of Violence, bit of angst
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2016-07-07
Updated: 2016-07-11
Packaged: 2018-07-22 05:30:10
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Chapters: 6
Words: 4,408
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/7421776
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/bitsnbobs/pseuds/bitsnbobs
Summary: <blockquote class="userstuff">
              <p>Future Fic. </p><p>Liv finds Belle upset and invites her back home with her to Robert and Aaron's. There is no way she will regret doing that...right? </p><p>Or, Liv and Robert find themselves in the middle of Dingle drama- will they cope without Aaron or do they need him to rescue them?</p><p>Now with an added extra bit!</p>
            </blockquote>





	1. Chapter 1

**Author's Note:**

> The last few episodes got me thinking...and back writing, it seems.

“Hey,” Robert called, walking in through the front door. He threw his keys down and headed straight for the kitchen, “Hey, Liv, is Aaron not- oh hey Belle.” He forced a smile at Belle, who was sat at his kitchen table with Liv. She didn’t even look at him, she merely shrugged. 

Liv started to answer Robert, “Aaron was working late remem- what?” She narrowed her eyes at Robert as he gestured for her to follow him out of the room.

Looking at Belle then back at Robert, Liv stood up and moved into the doorway where Robert continued to usher her into the hall,

“What is up?” She whispered.

“What is Belle doing here?” Robert hissed.

Liv frowned, “She was upset.”

Robert pinched his nose and shook his head, “Liv, she can't be here.”

“I couldn’t just leave her,” Liv was really not seeing the problem, “I found her crying.”

“And that's not good, ok, but,” Robert lent in to make sure that Belle could definitely not hear, “She kissed Charity’s fella.”

“Yeah...I know,” Liv said, matter of fact, “We’ve all made mistakes.”

Robert rolled his eyes, “This isn’t about casting judgement, Liv. This is about the fact that we are now harbouring a guilty Dingle.” 

Liv blinked, “What are you on about?”

As if on cue there was a series of loud knocks and shouts from behind the front door. Belle immediately jumped up from her sullen state at the table and became a frantic mess, pleading with Liv and Robert to not open the door. 

Robert looked pointedly at Liv, gesturing between the Dingles behind the door and Dingle in his kitchen. 

“Oh,” Liv mouthed, apologetically. She now realised what he meant. 

“Come out, Belle!”

“Don’t let them in, please. They'll kill me!”

“You can't hide in there forever!”

“This needs sorting!”

“What were you thinking?”

Raising his eyes to the heavens and saying a quick prayer to whoever was listening that his husband would suddenly appear, Robert took a deep breath and went to open the door.


	2. Chapter 2

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> Bit of violence in this chapter. Those Dingles...
> 
> Thanks for all the kudos and comments so far. Very much appreciated.

“Wait!” Liv’s voice cut through all the banging and shouting. Robert stopped, his hand still poised on the handle, “What do we do?”

“Duck and cover,” Robert offered. 

“Robert…” Liv was starting to feel a little panicked.

Robert softened, “Look, stay quiet, don’t pick sides and whatever is said, don’t be tempted to point out what hypocritical, dirty, lying, cheating, inbred, violent...” He trailed off and then shook his head, “What am I saying?”

Liv rolled her eyes now suddenly amused, “That you, Mr Sugden- _Dingle _, love Aaron very much.”__

“Right,” Robert nodded, “I love Aaron. I love Aaron. That’s why I put up with his family. I love Aaron.” He closed his eyes and finally twisted the door handle. 

“Where is she?” Charity immediately barged straight passed him with a face like thunder. Cain, Lisa and Debbie hot on her heels. 

“Yep, come right in,” Robert said, sarcastically, “You’re all welcome.”

Chas stopped on her way passed. “What is Belle even doing here?” she asked, eyes narrowed. 

“She was upset,” Liv answered, with a shrug, “I was just trying to-“

“It’s fine, love, ok?” Chas cut her off with a hand to the shoulder, “Just best you stay out of this, yeah?” She gestured to the living room with her forehead. Liv nodded and left to seek safety. 

It was a good job too because when Chas and Robert joined the others in the kitchen, Charity had a fist full of Belle’s hair. 

“Ow! Ow!” Belle cried, tears streaming down her face, “Charity, let go! It was just a stupid accident!”

“Oh what?” Charity said, incredulously, “So you tripped and fell onto his lips, did you?” She yanked Belle’s hair again causing another yelp of pain. 

Chas rushed in to try and pull Charity off, “Charity, let her go, ok?”

“Violence isn’t the answer,” Lisa agreed, she too was getting upset. 

“I beg to differ,” Charity fired back.

“Mum,” Debbie’s tone was no-nonsense. She had been watching the women fight with her arms crossed, quite nonplussed, until she saw what it was doing to Lisa. 

“Yeah, Charity,” Cain’s tone matched Debbie’s, “Enough is enough.”

Charity let go and threw her hands up the air, “Fine! Fine! Defend her why don’t you?”

Cain rubbed a hand across his forehead and was about to speak when Belle decided to try and do a runner. However, Debbie stepped in to block her path so she ended up leading everyone into the living room. Liv shot up from her position on the sofa and Robert flashed her an apologetic look as Charity continued to shout, 

“Where the hell do you think you are going?”

“Away from you, you psycho!” Belle screamed back from across the room.

“Oh, oh,” Charity scoffed, “That’s rich coming from you.”

“Woah…” Cain was about to state that that was a bit of a low blow but Robert’s advice of ‘duck and cover’ turned out to be useful when Belle decided to fling a picture frame at Charity in retaliation. The room froze momentarily. 

“Ok, OK!” Robert had officially had enough, “That stops now! You are not destroying our house!” He moved so he could put an arm around Liv, who was staring at the broken picture frame in shock.

Belle looked horrified by her own actions. “Sorry,” she muttered.

“Oh so this you are sorry for!” Charity gestured wildly at the broken pieces near her on the floor. 

Lisa had already begun to try and pick some of them up. “I’m so sorry, Robert,” she said, sadly, “I’ll make sure it gets replaced.”

“Right, Belle,” Cain stated, firmly, “I think we should get you home.”

“Erm…hello!” Charity stated, loudly, “She still snogged my fella here.”

“Oh and you are always so innocent,” Liv snorted, causing everyone to look at her with varying degrees of ‘what the hell did you say?’ expressions. Robert tightened the arm around her shoulders.


	3. Chapter 3

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> Thank you for the lovely feedback folk. I find I am enjoying writing again so here is another chapter...
> 
> It's all turned a lot more serious than I intended though... oh well. Lol.

“Erm, excuse me? But who do you think you are?” Charity turned on Liv, wide-eyed with anger.

“Oh come on,” Liv carried on, feeling a surge of confidence, “You've cheated before. With him for one.” Liv gestured with her chin towards Cain who was pinching his nose as if he couldn’t believe where things were going.

“Oi!” Debbie spat, “Don’t you dare start on my mum.”

“So now you care...” Liv rolled her eyes. 

Debbie lunged forward but Robert was quicker and he put himself between her and Liv. “Don’t you even think about it,” he warned, eyes glinting.

“Perhaps we should all calm down,” Chas suggested, trying to ease the extra tension in the room.

Lisa nodded, “I agree. I think we should get going.”

“Excellent idea,” Robert began but he was interrupted,

“I’m not leaving until she's told me why she was kissing Phil!” Charity exclaimed, bringing up the original argument again.

Cain groaned, “Oh for...Charity he isn't even worth it, alright? He's just some low life pond scum.”

“No, he's not,” Belle gasped out without thinking. Suddenly all eyes were on her and suddenly everything got slightly more dramatic,

“Oh my...” Charity laughed, darkly, “It wasn't just one kiss, was it? You slept with him?”

“Belle?” Lisa hoped it wasn’t true but her daughter let out a sob and nodded.

While her mum stood dangerously still, Debbie stepped forward and slapped Belle across the cheek, “You bitch!”

“I'm sorry, ok?” Belle stuttered out, holding her stinging cheek, “We never meant for it to happen.”

Cain shook his head, “How could you be so stupid?”

Belle never got a chance to defend herself because Charity snapped, “After everything I did for you with that bloody doctor?” She lunged forward and before anyone could stop her, she had pushed Belle into a side cabinet knocking bits and pieces to the floor.

“No!” Liv gasped, dodging around Robert as she tried to save the items that adorned their shelves. Chas also darted forward to help.

“Enough!” Robert was livid, “I want you out! Out of our home! Now!”

“Oh please,” Debbie scoffed, “We’re only here because Liv chose Belle's side!”

Liv glanced up, eyebrows raised, “I didn’t pick any side, I-“

“I bet you knew, didn't you?” Charity asked, threateningly, “I bet she was telling you all about it before we arrived.”

“You leave her alone,” Robert said, getting up close to Charity's face.

Belle, who was reluctantly having her face checked by her mum, sighed, “Liv didn’t know, ok? She just saw me crying.”

“Whatever,” Cain had been quiet due to taking note of a few things; things he was going to address later. For now, he huffed out a breath nodding at Robert and in agreement of the younger man's words said “I think we should go.”

Robert couldn’t help but notice there was something in the nod he was given. A small, hopeful part of him thought it was respect but the rest of him dismissed it. 

Chas, who was still straightening some ornaments back up on the shelves, spoke up, “We should never have come here in the first place.” She reached across and ran a gentle hand down Liv's ponytail. Liv smiled at her as she turned one of her brother's fossils around in her fingers.

“It didn't break,” Liv whispered thankfully.

Charity scoffed, “Glad to know some dumb rock didn’t shatter. That really would have been heart-breaking.”

Robert came so close to slamming her against the wall but he held it back. “I understand that you are angry right now. But you have barged into my home and insulted my family. If you are not out that door in the next five seconds, I will not be responsible for my actions.”

Charity being Charity held his glare but even she could see that he wasn’t for messing with now. Debbie was about to step forward in order to guide her away. She too understanding that Robert’s threat should be taken seriously. However, no-one moved as the front door opened and a cheerful shout rang through the house,

“Hey! I’m here! Finally. Pizza Night can get started!”

Aaron was home.


	4. Chapter 4

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> I'm genuinely taken aback by how many of you are liking this. Thank you for your feedback. I am really grateful for it all. I hope you continue to enjoy it.

The scene that confronted Aaron when he reached the living room was unexpected to say the least.

“What is going on?” he asked in a low voice.

Still no-one moved. Aaron took a step forward, “Rob?” Unable to ignore his husband, Robert relented slightly from his threatening stance and turned to answer him but Liv spoke up first,

“This is my fault,” she mumbled, unable to meet her brother’s eye, “I brought Belle back here. I was just trying to be nice.”

“You were nice,” Belle winced from trying to smile with her rapidly bruising cheek.

Chas squeezed Liv's shoulder, “This is so far from being your fault, love.”

“Oh take that troublesome little madam’s side why don’t you?” Charity huffed causing Robert to return to frightening form by inching even closer to her with a menacing growl. Although Aaron protested Charity’s bile, he also shot his hand out to pull Robert back from doing anything too stupid. At the same time, Belle yelled,

“You want to blame anyone, blame me!” 

“We do, you cheating cow!” Debbie shot back.

Aaron kept a hand firmly on his husband’s arm, rubbing the other over his face. When he spoke, it was unnervingly level and calm, “Let me get this straight. Our Liv tries to be kind and you guys, what? You all storm round here and kick off in our living room?”

Fed-up with the situation and deciding it was best to be honest, Cain sighed, “Pretty much. Yes.”

“Oh and that's ok, is it?” Aaron was furious, his voice rose and he threw his hands up, “How dare you! Never bring your fights around my home and my family!”

“We are your family,” Debbie fired at him.

Aaron’s eyes flashed, “Right now, I wouldn’t even consider you friends! I mean, what the hell happened here?” He picked up the broken picture off the side. It was one of his favourite shots taken from his and Robert’s wedding. It was of the pair of them with Adam and Vic but it now had no glass in front of it and the frame was cracked.

“That was me,” Belle admitted quietly, “I'm so sorry.”

Lisa also sent an apologetic look in the young man’s direction. She was close to tears again, “I really think we should go.”

Aaron nodded firmly, “I think that is a good idea. You all need to leave.”

Robert, who was loving seeing the fierce side of Aaron, raised his brow but there was a smirk playing on his lips. “All of us?” he asked, daring to tease.

Shaking his head at his husband’s nerve, Aaron couldn’t help but smile back, “Well...you can stay.” He turned to point at Liv, “And you aren't going anywhere either.”

Liv laughed and her eyes shone, “Oh...but I don’t want pizza.”

Aaron snorted ready to joke back, only he realised his sister was holding one of his fossils tightly. He quirked his brow but she shrugged him off with a smile. 

Charity rolled her eyes and started to snark, “Well, isn’t this just the sweetest family-“

“No!” Cain came forward, quickly shutting her up, “You are done spitting venom for one night. We're going!” He took hold of Charity’s arm but she shrugged him off,

“Alright! Alright!,” She growled, “I'm leaving.” She took a few steps before turning and pointing across at Belle, “This isn't over though, right!”

“Yeah, yeah,” Cain said, unimpressed as he ushered her out of the house. Debbie followed them; she too leaving with one last threat towards Belle.

“Right, come on,” Lisa said, putting her arm around Belle's back after hearing the front door close, “We should go. And again, we're really sorry.”

Belle looked specifically at Liv, “Thank you and...sorry.” She risked a glance at both Robert and Aaron, giving them what she hoped was a sense of the regret she was feeling. They both got it and allowed her and her mum to leave without anymore words being crossed.

Chas swung her arms and then clasped her hands together. “So...this isn’t exactly how I planned on seeing your new sofa,” she said, lightly.

“Mum...” Aaron sighed.

“She didn’t do anything,” Liv said, defending Chas.

“That's kind of what I regret,” Chas admitted, “I should have stopped them coming here. I’m sorry.”

Robert relaxed his shoulders, suddenly feeling how stressed he had gotten. “They’re gone now,” he stated, wrapping his arm around Aaron, who automatically rested his head on him.

Glancing between her son and his husband, Chas nodded, “I should get going too. Take over from Marlon since I doubt Charity will be showing her face tonight.”

She turned and gave Liv a hug, then lent forward and kissed her son and in a move that surprised them all, she tapped Robert’s cheek. “You did good,” she told him, sincerely.


	5. Chapter 5

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> So here is the end. A massive thank you to all who have given kudos, commented, bookmarked or simply just read this fic. I have been overwhelmed by the response. Thanks again.

The next evening, Belle appeared on their doorstep.

“Can I come in?” She asked, adding, “Don’t worry, no one is after me. Well, they are, but they won’t come here. Again.”

Robert smiled and stood aside to let her passed.

“Oh hey, Belle,” Aaron greeted, from his place at the kitchen table. Belle was surprised by how friendly they were both being. She wasn’t aware that after making sure Liv was ok- and Robert had made sure his husband stopped blaming himself for the actions of his extended family- they had continued pizza night as planned. They decided that remaining angry over what had happened wouldn’t do them any good. Instead, they agreed that they would only get annoyed again if any of the Dingle’s involved didn’t try to offer them some sort of apology. Robert would have scoffed at the idea of any Dingle showing remorse but he knew they all shared a soft spot where Aaron was concerned. Even when Aaron was ready to admit that 'Sam's pigs would probably fly' before they had a sorry from Cain, Robert wasn’t entirely convinced.

Belle put a bag down on the table and looked between them both, “I came to give you this.”

Robert opened the bag and lifted out a photo frame. It was very similar to the one she had broke.

“Mum helped me find it,” She admitted, “And I know it's not the same but...”

“It’s great,“ Aaron said, feeling touched by the effort.

“Yeah,” Robert agreed, turning it round in his hands, “Thanks Belle.”

“It’s the least I could do,” She said with a sigh.

Aaron's eyes rested on her bruised cheek and he shook his head, “What were you thinking, Belle?”

Belle knew exactly what he meant and she sunk heavily into the seat opposite, putting her head in her hands, “I don’t know, ok? I...we were drunk. Urgh. It's such a mess.”

Robert shared a look with Aaron over the young woman’s head. “I’ll put the kettle on,” he offered as Aaron reached across to squeeze her shoulder.

 

A few evenings later, Aaron and Robert went to the pub for a drink only to find it wasn’t Chas in charge.

“On the house,” Charity said, setting two pints down in front of them. Both men raised their brows so she continued, “You know...after the other night.”

Aaron scoffed, “You have to actually say the words, Charity.”

Robert smiled at his husband’s unwillingness to let her get away without a proper apology. After all, despite the fact she was the wronged party, she had caused the most upset.

Charity tried to stare Aaron down but he clearly wasn’t having any of her attitude. Finally she relented and rolled her eyes, “Fine, I'm sorry. Are you happy now?”

Robert put a hand on his chest, “I’m going to cry with how heartfelt that was.”

Aaron snorted at his husband but then looked seriously at Charity, “Just don’t pull anything like that again.”

“Hey! It was Belle who-“

“Charity,” Aaron cut in, darkly. 

“Ok ok,” Charity gave up her protest, “I shouldn’t have kicked off in your house. It won’t happen again. Unless, you know, one of you decides to steal my man.”

“We’re good, thanks,” Robert said, flicking a loving glance at his husband. He grinned when he found Aaron doing the same.

“Urgh,” Charity groaned looking between them both, “Get a room.”

“We will later,” Robert told her, enjoying how it made his husband blush.

Aaron cleared his throat and tried to gain some composure. “I hope,” he said to Charity, “That you sound more sincere when you apologise to Liv.”

“I already have,” Charity shrugged, “She came round here earlier to see Chas.”

“Don’t worry,” Chas said, joining them from the back, “She did it properly. Well, as properly as Charity can.”

“Erm, excuse me? I was fluffy and warm, thanks,” Charity insisted.

Robert laughed and Aaron nodded at his mum, “You gave her a nudge, didn’t you?”

“What? No,” Chas said, sarcastically, “Charity just offered up an apology all on her own.”

Charity threw her hands up, “Oh come on, what do you people want? Flowers and chocolates?”

“No,” Aaron wrinkled his nose, “Not from you- they'd probably be poisoned.”

Robert and Chas both tried and failed to hold their laughter as Charity shot Aaron a dirty look and walked off to serve another customer.

 

Debbie was much more straight forward. She approached them in the café.

“Hey,” she greeted.

“Hey,” Aaron offered back, glancing at Robert and Liv and wondering if they had anything they wanted to say before he pushed his cousin for an apology.

Debbie continued, however, with a sincere, “Look, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for the other day. I got carried away with my mum and whatever but it wasn’t fair to you so, you know, yeah, I'm sorry.”

Aaron nodded slowly and again looked across at Liv and Robert.

Robert sighed, “It’s gone now. Thanks though.”

“Yeah,” Liv agreed with a small smile.

Debbie turned to her, “Liv, I am sorry for what was said...”

“It’s fine,” Liv shrugged, “I’m over it.”

“Well, alright “ Debbie decided she had probably outstayed her welcome at their table so she nodded, “I’ll see you around.”

Awkward smiles were shared and then Aaron, Robert and Liv were left alone again.

“Belle, Charity and now Debbie,” Robert said, amused, “Do you think Cain will be next?”

“I’ve not seen one of Sam’s pigs flying yet,” Liv chuckled, before she downed the last of her milkshake.

 

About a week later, Robert was waiting for Aaron in the pub when a pint was placed down in front of him. He looked up to find Cain nodding at him.

“Ok...” Robert started, brow furrowed in confusion.

Cain interrupted before he could say anything else. “This is for the other night,” he explained, “You stood up for you and yours- I respect that.”

Robert’s eyes widened but Cain wasn’t done; he squeezed the younger man’s shoulder before walking off, “You should be proud.”

Left alone, Robert sat in shock until the voice of his husband brought him back to the room,

“Shift up,” Aaron said, gesturing for Robert to shuffle along the booth.

Robert blinked but then realised what he was being asked to do and moved.

Aaron frowned, “Hey, are you alright?”

“Yeah,” Robert replied, finally smiling as Cain’s words as sunk in, “I think Sam’s pigs may be flying.”

“Eh?” Aaron quirked his brow, taking a sip of his pint. When Robert didn’t elaborate, he left it and nudged him with his news instead, “Lisa’s invited you, me and Liv for tea by the way. Think she still feels guilty. I said yes. I hope that’s ok?”

“That’s great,” Robert lent in to kiss him deeply.

Aaron looked at him suspiciously when they finally pulled apart, “Ok, what's happened?”

“Nothing,” Robert shrugged but the shine in his eyes betrayed his word.

“I’ll get it out of you eventually,” Aaron said, leaning in for another kiss.

 

Later when Robert was sat round a table with Aaron, Liv, Lisa, Belle, Sam, Samson, Cain, Chas and a few others, he realised that the thing about Dingles was that he not so secretly loved one of them. But the other thing about Dingles was that he secretly quite liked the rest of them too. A secret that he hadn't managed to keep from one person,

“They aren't bad for a bunch of hypocritical, dirty, lying, cheating, inbred, violent people, are they?” Liv teased when they got back home.

“I love Aaron,” Robert replied, firmly.

Liv laughed all the way up the stairs.


	6. Chapter 6

An Epilogue of Sorts

Aaron opened the front door with a yawn. It had been a long tiring day at the scrap yard and all he wanted to do was put his feet up on the sofa. He wandered down the hallway only to be stopped by a hiss,

“Hey,” Liv caught him by the arm too.

Aaron looked at her puzzled and was about to ask what the hell she was doing but she put her fingers to her lips and shushed him. He furrowed his brow, “What is going on?” he whispered, “Why were you sat in here like a gnome ready to pounce?”

Liv wrinkled her nose and sat back on the stairs, “I’m not a gnome. I was a pixie, actually.”

“Eh?” Aaron was further confused.

“Brownies…I went for like a month, I…oh never mind,” She gave up trying to explain that reference and pointed towards the shut kitchen door, “Andy’s in there with Robert.”

Aaron’s eyes immediately shot to the door as Liv continued, “They’ve been in there for about half an hour.”

“On their own…” Aaron swallowed, worry building up inside.

“I’ve heard raised voices from both of them though so at least neither has turned murderous,” Liv shrugged.

Aaron pinched the bridge of his nose and huffed out a breath, “You’ve got no idea why Andy is here?”

“No,” Liv admitted, “I’ve been trying to listen in but I’ve got nothing.”

“Ok…ok…” Aaron nodded, trying to keep calm, “I’m sure everything is fine.”

“Yeah…” Liv agreed, although she had lost some of her confidence, “I mean, they’ve been ok for a while now, right?”

“Erm, I’m not…" Aaron tried to think of the last interaction that Robert had had with Andy but found he couldn’t pin point whether it had actually been a positive or negative experience, “I don’t know. I can’t keep up. Sugdens are complicated.”

“Oh and Dingles aren’t?” Liv shot back with eyebrows raised. 

“Listen, there is complicated and then there’s,” he gestured to whatever was going on behind the door, “complicated.”

“Good to know,” Liv said, amused, “I’ll think more carefully about people’s Facebook statuses now.”

Aaron gave her a withering look and then returned to staring at the door as if willing it to become see-through.

Liv sighed, “Why don’t you just go in? It is your house.”

“It’s your house too,” Aaron pointed out. He turned to look at her again, a torn expression etched on his face. 

“Right,” Liv told him, patting the step beside her, “Either you go in or you wait here with me.”

Aaron glanced between the step and the door and made a decision.

Liv rested her head on his shoulder when he was positioned next to her. 

“I’ll stay out of it and just be there for Rob after,” Aaron said, reassuring himself that he had chosen the right option. 

“Sounds like a plan,” Liv said, smiling, “We can both be there for Rob.”

Aaron squeezed her tightly. After a moment of quiet, Liv glanced up at her brother, biting her lip. 

“What’s up?” Aaron asked her, sensing something was wrong.

“Nothing,” Liv told him quickly but her brother wasn’t fooled and he pushed himself away from her slightly so he could look her in the eye,

“Liv…”

Liv decided to just come out with it, “How mad do you think my mum would be if I changed my name to Sugden-Dingle?”

Aaron blinked, unable to quite process his sister’s words.

After a lengthy moment of quiet where Liv wondered if she had somehow managed to break her brother, she tapped him, “Aaron?”

Snapping out of his daze, Aaron lunged forward and embraced her in a hug.

Liv laughed, “I’m guessing you aren’t really bothered how mad my mum gets?”

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> Seems I wasn't quite done. I am now :)
> 
> Thanks all  
> x


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